Candice ♥

I ask myself why are te still around
It's Just My 19th Nervous Breakdown
You sleep all giorno I'm working weekends
I'm sick of te and all your stupid friends

You're living life just like a dream
Lost in the scene

I'm so Jaded, frustrated
I can't pretend, everything's cool When you
Won't Talk to Me, Leave Me Dirty Laundry
to Mess Up My Life
Get your shit together 'cause it's
Who, whoa, whoa
Welcome to the Real World
Whoa!

You're like a leech latching Onto Me
Sucking out all my energy
Out to commensale, diner and you're on the phone
The bill comes but your wallet's at home

You May Be Smooth, te May Be Fine
But you're a waste...

Pretty faces everywhere
On magazines and in mid-air
Maybe I don’t dye my hair
Or strip it down, that’s not who I am

Fixation, manipulation
That’s not my motivation
Why give it all away?

What have i? What have I been through?
Have I laughed? Have I cried like you?
Am I fake? Am I fake o true?
Who’s to say now?
Stop, don’t go
Lead, don’t follow
Here today and gone tomorrow
I’ve still got something to say

Everybody’s got a story
Is it power o just glory
What they mean is – adore me
Rip it up, that’s not what I want

Each thrill and new sensation
Way too much information
Why give it all away?

What...

Tonight I cried again, not the first time
And I know it’s not my last
Hiding from the fear of my future
And the pictures of my past
But now it’s time to throw away
The things te left behind
I guess I’m moving on

For every step i take I’m losing ground
But it’s farther away form you
You always know just how to break me
With the little things te do
But I don’t want to have to shout
For te to hear me out
Now I’m moving on

What’s the matter with you
You picked a fine giorno to walk away
All the nights, all the fights
In the back of your Chevrolet
Somehow I always knew
That we’d end up this way
We...

The sun is creeping up my wall
But it can’t brighten up what is covered in dirt
Words were thrown around like stones
Why doe sit feel so good to hit where it hurts
I never felt so low but I’m not ready to let go

I don’t know how it’s gonna be
The days keep crashing in on me
Now that you’re done
I wondered where te are tonight
All it took was just one fight
It all went wrong
Yesterday is gone

I know time can’t take it back
He detto she detto we fell into those games
Soldiers ready to attack
Flying a white flag, I am taking the blame
You can run but I know you’re not ready to let go

I don’t know...

Don’t get me started
It’s harder to turn it off than to turn it on
Don’t get me started
It’s easier to fall apart than keep holding on
Don’t get discouraged
‘Cause te can’t make out the Scrivere on my wall
Don’t get me started

You’re not ready for this, you’re not ready for me
You’re not ready for anything
You’re not ready to try, you’re not ready to be
Extraordinary
You don’t know what it is, te don’t know what you’re
In for ’til you’re in too deep to stop

Don’t get me started
It’s easier to take it off than to put it on
Don’t get me started
You don’t know what...